when it started for me

homoeroticturtles  asked:

I can't express in words how much I love your art style. The way you portray Gabe, Jack and Angela, both pre- and post incident, is an actual representation of how I personally imagine them. And I don't think I'm alone on this haha. So please keep up the good work :)

Thank you so much. :>


The worst part about being abused by your mother is that society teaches you they have a deep maternal bond to their children. You always see or hear about mothers who will do anything to protect their children, and would never hate or harm them. Fathers are usually the ones portrayed as abusive and unreliable while mothers cling to their children with all that they have.

And it makes the abuse hurt even more. It makes you wonder where you went so wrong that your mother couldn’t love you the way you have always been taught that mothers should. That the only “motherly instinct” she had was to beat, neglect, and gaslight you.


Winter is coming, have some V3 icons!  c:

Feel free to use them eyyy

I think the thing I love the most about Mad Max: Fury Road is the fact that while it holds out this persona as ‘hey look some classic post-apocalypse action flick’, it actually breaks and twists a ton of genre tropes. It’s a futuristic desert world, but there is COLOR COLOR COLOR literally EVERYWHERE, it’s not some sepia-toned snooze fest. Immortan Joe isn’t the usual post-apocalypse villain, either–he’s not a sickly philosophizing bureaucrat, he’s just over-powerful and shamelessly selfish. (Plus the overabundance of cool females is fairly unusual in an action movie and exceedingly welcome, but that’s a dead horse I’m going to refrain from beating here).

But my favorite subverted trope in the whole film comes at the end. Like a The Book of Eli or I Am Legend, the movie holds forth the promise of some semi-civilized remnant of humanity that the heroes have only to reach to be safe. The entire plot revolves around Furiosa, and eventually Max, trying to get everyone to the Green Place of Many Mothers; somewhere where plants and kindness still exist, somewhere where the horrors of Immortan Joe’s tyranny can be left behind and forgotten. And then comes the kicker: the Green Place is no longer. It’s as dead and poisoned as everything else, turned into a noxious, useless swamp. And then the heroes have a choice: keep running towards some distant Green Land, some half-hopeless promise–or go back and fight. And THEY GO BACK. And they FIGHT. And in fighting, they save not only themselves but who knows how many others–all the people living under Immortan Joe’s sorry excuse for a rule.

I just love that the solution was not, for once, simply to flee and ignore and save yourselves, but to turn, to hold your ground, and to destroy the evil instead of letting it destroy anyone or anything else.